If words could make you forgive me, Id right till my hand turned to charcoal and smear write with my nose.
If I knew I had a chance with you, id bet the whole house double or nothing.
If you were mine once more my dear, I promise I would treat you just like one, a mine of precious gems and jewels.
If only you could read my heart youd see the three words that fill it whole, your name and my truth, "K*" "Im" "Sorry"

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